This is the day that I usually dig out my resolutions from a year ago, and go through them. I check to see what I succeeded with and what I no longer even wish to pursue. I write up my new list taking some of the things from the past I'm not quite done with and some new ideas and I prepare for the next year of my life.
Not this time.
In this past year I have celebrated birth, and mourned death. I have done things I never thought I could, and a few things I said I never would. I've gained a deeper understanding of family and love and peace. I've put to rest a few vices, and picked up a few new ones. I went to places I had never been before,